Paris

[Verse 1]
I haven't seen her for a month or so
Young love feels like finding buried gold
We meet in Paris fly straight through the night
My heart feels just like new sunglasses in the taxi ride

[Chorus]
I remember who we are
When we're being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love
Back in love

[Verse 2]
Now we're walking, talking hand in hand
Nervous at the bakery, not speaking French
And she is smiling, she is beautiful
And I feel sixteen, while we, we are making love (oh yeah)

[Chorus]
I remember who we are
When we're being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love

I remember who we are
When we're being young and dumb
Paris feels like falling back in love

[Outro]
Falling back in love (mmm yeah)
I haven't seen her for a month or so
Young love feels like finding buried gold